#thread; lost

@corruptedones -- continued from (x)

Lily had left earlier in the afternoon, knowing that Lei could close up the gallery with no problems.  If anything came up, Lei had Lily’s cell phone.  There was little worry.  It was an arrangement that the two women had made many times before.  This also allow Leiella the freedom to set up for the finals show for her students.  It was coming up the following week before the winter breaks began.

She had closed up just after seven, grabbing her messenger bag and heading out.  The city was gearing up for the holidays.  Everything was already decked in lights and Christmas trees, with a hint of snow in the air.  Leiella had grown to love the seasons that New York City had over her home back in California.  That was why she still called the City home most of the year.

The music blasting through her earbuds had her bopping her head to the beat, so it took her a moment to realize that someone had said something to her. “It’s easy to get lost in this mess.  Where were you trying to find?” She asked, pulling out her earbuds so that she could hear the other. “Especially, this time of year…”  Her voice trailed off as she got a look at the other person.  “..are you okay?”  

♔—- To say that the transition from Asgardian dungeon to standing before the All-father to being cursed to being sent back to Midgard where he would serve out the rest of his punishment in exile was jarring would have been an understatement. For years, Loki had been held in Asgard’s dungeons for his acts of war against Midgard. The dungeons were starch white, enough to make you feel like you were going blind. They were also stale and boring. Loki could only entertain himself with his own illusions, otherwise he’d go mad from boredom. 

He often felt death would have been kinder than spending thousands of years in that damned dungeon. Sooner or later, he would lose what bit of sanity he had left.

But his punishment changes. Now, instead of serving the rest of his life in prison, he was sent into exile with a curse placed upon him, trapping his magic inside of his body so he couldn’t use it. If he tried, he could not only hurt himself but risk potential death. Where they sent him, he didn’t know. The Bifrost opened up in a field that stretched on for miles and miles and he couldn’t decern much of anything.

Today Kougyoku ventured out on the other side of the city, wanting to see how everything ran over there. When she first moved here, she chose to walk around only a certain area to avoid getting lost, even if she had a map in hand. But knowing herself and how she could be such an idiot sometimes, she believed that to be the right decision. It was only a few hours ago when she chose to dress up and leave her dorm room. She did not want to be shut in just as she was before she started her “new life.” So to avoid that, the redhead was always out and about.

Dressed in a casual dress, stockings and a trench coat, she was currently standing on the sidewalk of a completely different school. Huh. Well this was odd, she was sure she had followed the correct directions that the man at the shop had given her. The buildings behind the large gates signified that the was obviously not Ouran, and she was sure that she didn’t get a notice about the whole academy getting a renovation. Not like that could happen in a span of four hours anyway. 

Nervously rubbing her arms, she’d begun to think that she may not even be cut out for living her own life by herself after all. It had only been a few weeks away from home but she already missed everyone terribly, whether she liked it or not. Though it’s her own fault, she made this wise decision of running away and stripping away her title as a princess. But she vowed to herself to not cry; staying strong was a must if she wanted to maintain living away from her whole family. With a slightly quivering lip, she approached a tall brunette not too far away. He had unusual red tattoos on his face, which was very…different. But then again Kougyoku herself had natural red-pink hair, even arranged in a weird hairstyle. 

Wiping away the tears that kept threatening to spill from the corners of her eyes, she spoke up once she came near to the man, cheeks dusted with a light tint of pink. “E-Excuse me, may I ask for some assistance? I’ve gotten a bit lost…”